Angela shook her head. "And that's really very sad for you," she informed him. She hated when her life was just mundane.

She paused, chewing her lip thoughtfully for a moment. She couldn't leave him with dull and uninteresting. It just wasn't right.

A moment later, she made a decision and pulled open the front of her shirt. Wearing a top with poppers came in so useful sometimes. She had a bra underneath, shouldn't be too scary for him, right?

People flashing you always made life more exciting. A fun anecdote for many years down the line. Or next week, whatever.